The Garden Shukkei-en (Carolyn Forch Poems)
By way of a vanished bridge we cross this riveras a cloud of lifted snow would ascend a mountain.She has ...
By way of a vanished bridge we cross this riveras a cloud of lifted snow would ascend a mountain.She has ...
This warld is a lottery, as ilk ane may ken;There are prizes for women as weel as for men:But as ...
ADIEU, fair isle! I love thy bowers, I love thy dark-eyed daughters there;The cool pomegranate's scarlet flowers Look brighter in their jetty ...
By the late W. W. (of H.M. Inland Revenue Service).And is it so? Can Folly stalkAnd aim her unrespecting dartsIn ...
Not as in youth, with steps outspeeding morn, And cheeks all bright from rapture of the way, But in strange mood, half ...
By an alley lined with tumble-down shacks, And street-lamps askew, half-sputtering, Feebly glimmering on gutters choked with filth, and dogs Scratching their mangy ...
He lived beyond men, and so stoodAdmitted to the brotherhoodOf beauty:—dreams, with which he trodCompanioned like some sylvan god.And oft ...
To Psaumis of Camarina, on his Victory in the Chariot Race. ARGUMENT. The Poet, after an invocation to Jupiter, extols ...
I AM sitting alone and weary,By the hearth of my darkened room,And the low wind's miserere,Makes sadder the midnight gloom."There's ...
Around my vine-wreathed portico, At evening, there's a perfect glow Of little lights a-flashing-- As if the stellar bodies had From super-heat grown hyper-mad, And ...
When many hearts were gay,Careless of aught but play,Poor Flora slipt away Sadd'ning to Mora.Loose flow'd her yellow hair,Quick heav'd her ...
She sat on a shelf,her breasts two bellieson her poked-out belly,on which the navel lookedlike a sucked-in mouth-her knees bent ...
"Behold, I stand at the door and knock."Knocking, knocking, ever knocking?Who is there?'T is a pilgrim, strange and kingly,Never such ...
We remember well when a schoolboy, When pliant in mind and limb, We had for a boon companion, A bright youth whose name ...
Air — "Lily Dale"Come all kind friends, wherever you may be, Come listen to what I say,It's of a little girl ...
The roses mourn for her who sleeps Within the tomb; For her each lily-flower weeps Dew and perfume. In each neglected flower-bed Each blossom droops ...
A grandson isnotthe wing-sprouting cherubthat I, as doting grandmotherhave persisted in seeing and showing.A grandson is a hot ice berg.that cannot retain or disdain,with ...
Not far away does that bright city stand, 'Tis but the mist o'er its dividing stream,That wraps the glory of its ...
"Bury me on the field, boys," and away to the glorious fight,You will come again this way, boys, in your ...
For the St. Nicholas Society of New YorkAmong the earliest saints of old, before the first Hegira,I find the one ...
A half a century of time, The mingled pain and blissThat make the history of life Between that day and this;Two lives ...
As soon as Wolf began to feelThat he would like a decent meal,He went and knocked on Grandma's door.When Grandma ...
Far down the lane A window pane Gleams 'mid the trees through night and rain. The weeds are dense Through which a fence Of pickets ...
1What precious thing are you making fastIn all these silken lines?And where and to whom will it go at last?Such ...
Nay, only look what I have found!A Sparrow's nest upon the ground;A Sparrow's nest as you may see,Blown out of ...
The wind bloweth wildly; she stands on the shore;She shudders to hear it, and will evermore.The rush of the waves, ...
A BalladAll decked with fineryShe stands, in purple dressed;A satin ribbon coyIs hidden in her breast.And playfully there glowSweet roses ...
Row, row, through the darkling sea—One king's daughter is waiting me:Her hair is unbound till I come to land,And gather ...
Going to Mass by the will of God, the day came wet and the wind rose;I met Mary Hynes at ...
FROM "THE TRIUMPH OF MUSIC." ... Fresh from bathing in orient fountains, In wells of rock water and snow, Comes the Dawn with ...
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